)We have a thread like this in our Lounge. (Well, I am saying what I think.)
Speaking of deep thoughts: I used to think Jack Handey was a fake name.
Jack Handey? Sounds like a euphemism for something dirty.Speaking of deep thoughts: I used to think Jack Handey was a fake name.
Jack Handey? Sounds like a euphemism for something dirty.Speaking of deep thoughts: I used to think Jack Handey was a fake name.
How about Ryan Seacrest? C'mon, nobody is named Ryan Seacrest!
My sister is getting married in like, nine months. She got engaged over the weekend. Already, I'm getting panicked phone calls about wedding etiquette and how to please everyone. This will be a mess.
I carefully told her she needn't feel obligated to make me a bridesmaid. Hopefully that means I'll get to wear something not completely ugly, and hang out in the back of the church with a flask.
My sister is getting married in like, nine months. She got engaged over the weekend. Already, I'm getting panicked phone calls about wedding etiquette and how to please everyone. This will be a mess.
I carefully told her she needn't feel obligated to make me a bridesmaid. Hopefully that means I'll get to wear something not completely ugly, and hang out in the back of the church with a flask.
Good luck. I've never seen the universal rule that all bridesmaids dresses must be fekkin' ugly as sin written down, but it certainly exists. I reckon brides purposely choose such dresses for their bridesmaids to make the brides themselves look even better. It's an evil plot.
If you end up stuck in a chiffon horror, you can at least hide that flask of yours in your bouquet.
That bride is hot, her teeth (and whats caught in them) will always prepare me for dinner, with the fragrance of last nights cuisine
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